Calabash Fairy

"Your cultivation has reached a bottleneck, and you need a place with richer spiritual materials and energy to cultivate. So you want to join my ranks, serve me as your master, and exchange these for them?"

In front of the mountain god temple, a big yellow dog sitting on the snow wagged its tail happily and nodded repeatedly when it heard Fang Yan's question.

Fang Yan stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over the plum blossom tree where Hei Yan and Tu Duo'er were hiding, and spoke in a gentle tone:

"I understand, but as you have seen along the way, there is no conflict within a radius of six hundred miles around Qingfeng Mountain. There are very few demons, and they certainly do not attack other demon territories."

"With your five hundred years of cultivation, if you were to join my ranks, I'm afraid your skills would be of little use..."

Upon hearing this, the yellow dog's wagging tail drooped immediately. Just as it was about to say goodbye and leave, Fang Yan changed the subject.

"However... while I have no shortage of skilled fighters on this mountain, I do need someone to guard the place. I wonder if you would be willing?"

"Guard the house? I'm willing! I'm willing!"

Upon hearing this, the yellow dog, though still somewhat doubtful, wagged its tail rapidly again and nodded in agreement.

If he could stay on Qingfeng Mountain, he would be more than willing!

Compared to his small mountain peak, the spiritual energy here is much richer, the scenery is better, and the area is wider. If the mountain god could grant his request, it would be eager to run on the mountain!

Seeing this, Fang Yan nodded with a smile. However, others did not know that the reason he reluctantly agreed was because he had recently discovered that there was indeed a shortage of manpower on the mountain.

Just like the previous incident with the evil spirit.

He was reminded by a messenger from the underworld. In fact, he knew about this matter long before Shu Yu. He should have given Shu Yu and Baihu Cave a heads-up in advance, but Qingfeng Mountain needed him to stay and he couldn't leave.

Finally, it was Shu Yu who sent the white crane to remind him that the three evil spirits were actually brought into Qingfeng Mountain territory by a few lesser demons from White Tiger Cave...

This also served as a wake-up call for Fang Yan. Since his reincarnation, he was no longer alone. In addition to the villagers under his protection at the foot of the mountain, he also had close friends he cared about.

Besides that... he actually had some expectations about owning a dog...

"Upon careful consideration, even a tiny bit of my current alchemy skills would be enough for these three little demons on the mountain to cultivate."

The Wanbao Coins of Wanbao Trading Company are quite valuable; a single coin can be exchanged for five hundred Spirit Nourishing Herbs or a bottle of ten superior Spirit Nourishing Pills.

Fang Yan's most recent transaction with the Money Rat involved over a thousand coins, making the Money Rat so happy its eyebrows were practically beaming; it looked as if it had met the God of Wealth...

Previously, the Money Rat had told him that the pills bearing the name of Qingfeng in his possession would be snapped up as soon as they appeared, and disciples of immortal sects were already specifically inquiring whether there were any more elixirs refined by Master Qingfeng...

In conclusion, his earlier choice of the Nongwan lineage as his first lineage to study was absolutely the right one, which freed him from worries about cultivation resources and allowed him to make rapid progress.

In just a few short years, he has gone from having twenty-four Wanbao coins at the beginning to having over a thousand Wanbao coins now, a remarkable achievement.

Fairy Yunhua had previously told him that alchemists, especially those alchemy masters, were definitely among the wealthiest small group of cultivators, and Fang Yan now wholeheartedly agreed with this.

If he were to prioritize inheriting swordsmanship, even with his current exceptional combat prowess, he would have no use for it, and the cultivation resources would be more than enough to give him a headache...

In front of the mountain god temple, as Fang Yan arranged for the yellow dog's future home, the two little ones hiding behind the plum blossom tree gradually froze...

They had been arguing about who would be the first to be recognized by the Mountain God and become his subordinate, but what's with this suddenly appearing dog demon?!

Suddenly, the two little demons, who used to always fight, had a blazing fire in their eyes, clearly ready to unite against a common enemy. But just then, they suddenly heard Fang Yan's voice.

"That's fine then. From now on, I'll call you Big Yellow. I also need to introduce you to your two friends on the mountain."

"Rabbit Girl, Black Flame."

Upon hearing the mountain god call their names, the spirit rabbit and the black crow behind the tree quickly darted out and arrived in front of the mountain god's temple.

"Starting tomorrow, Dahuang will cultivate with you on the mountain. Every morning and evening, you can follow me to the mountaintop to absorb the essence of the sun and moon, striving to refine the transverse bone in your throat as soon as possible, and even take human form."

Upon hearing this, Tu Duo'er and Hei Yan were overjoyed, for they knew that the Mountain God intended to nurture them.

The two little ones bowed repeatedly to the Mountain God, and even their gazes towards Big Yellow softened. Big Yellow, oblivious to everything, happily wagged its tail, clearly already looking forward to its new life.

Fang Yan watched this scene with a smile, then with a wave of his sleeve, several jade bottles crafted from spirit jade landed in front of the six demons. He said calmly:

"I don't have many spiritual materials on this mountain, but I do have plenty of elixirs. You can take these Spirit Nourishing Elixirs and Spirit Tempering Elixirs and refine them first."

"Yes, Master!!"

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The next day, when Su Xueyi was climbing the mountain, she saw a yellow light running merrily on the mountain.

Perhaps because many families in the six villages have the habit of keeping dogs, these guys are their good helpers in the mountains, Su Xueyi felt a little goodwill towards this yellow dog demon when they first met.

Especially after she learned that their mountain god had named the dog demon Big Yellow...

"How is it! Isn't the name my master gave me great!"

Su Xueyi looked at the dog demon, who was sticking out its tongue and very excited, and nodded with a slightly strange expression.

"Hmm~ It's very good..."

Why did Senior Fang Yan give his monsters such dog-like names...?

All right...

On the other side, as winter approached, the weather grew increasingly cold. Fortunately, the river had not yet frozen over, and the spirit turtle continued to drift on the river, still looking worried as it bowed to every mountain it encountered.

"When will this ever end...?"

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Fang Yan was unaware that the spirit tortoise was heading towards Qingfeng Mountain. At this moment, he was in the Qingfeng Secret Realm, focusing on the Yin-Yang Bagua diagram within his body.

"This diagram contains too many mysteries for me to comprehend at this moment. However, if I focus on trying to decipher a trace of the innate Bagua within it to cultivate the Plum Blossom Divination technique, there is a possibility..."

However, the difficulty remained immense, and Fang Yan only now understood why Daoist Qingxuan had said he possessed exceptional talent in divination...

Before his death, it seemed that he had not yet comprehended the Great Dao and broken through to the same realm as the Ten Thousand Year Demon King. His cultivation level was not high, but his understanding of the Eight Trigrams and his mastery of the Plum Blossom Divination had reached a very deep level. He was a complete genius.

But right now, there's something else that's on his mind.

Fang Yan sensed the Yin-Yang Bagua diagram within his body, his expression somewhat complicated...

That senior, whom he has yet to meet, has been instrumental in passing on his knowledge and skills to him...